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 Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 8:39 pm
Tybalt shrugs, "I don't think that would be a good idea... because... I mean, Syd." He looks up to his brother, trying to get the stubborn honest words to come out, "We need to talk about this, so getting smashed would be a bad thing."
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 8:43 pm
"I don't want to talk about it." Syd replies. "I want to do it again..."
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 8:51 pm
"I don't want to do it again, I want to talk abuot it." Tybalt replies. Besides, he was probably too tired to do it again... and definitely too sore, if Syd wanted to top again.
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 8:53 pm
Syd drops the bottle onto the floor, without spilling and runs a hand over Ty's chest. "t wasn't good?" he asks, poutishly.
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 8:54 pm
He rolls his eyes, "I'm tired, and sore, and I think it's pretty damn important that we talk about this."
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 8:56 pm
Syd looks down, "Is it so bad?" he asks. "I mean..." he stops, totally unsure of what he wants to say.
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 8:57 pm
"Just because you're in an emo band doesn't mean you have to go all emo on me. Did you ever get the impression I wasn't enjoying it?" Ty asks, because he's pretty sure it was quite obvious how much he liked it.
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 8:59 pm
Syd shakes his head. " I liked it..." he admits. He's feeling really shy, because he and Ty just don't talk about these things.
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 9:01 pm
Finally, Ty gets up the courage to ask what he *really* bloody wanted to know, "Syd... why did you... y'know?"
God, since when did he get so ineloquent with words?
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 9:03 pm
"Do I have to answer?" he asks. He really really doen't want to, but he's too confused and stuff to be able to think of a reason other than the real one, which consists of admitting to his brother that he's in love with him.
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 9:05 pm
Tybalt sighs, feeling any hope that it was anything more than just sex fade away. He gets up off the bed, to put on his boxers, and his sleep pants, "No, you don't have to. I'm not going to force you to tell me something... I'm going to bed."
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 9:06 pm
Syd sighs, feeling like he should tell Ty about this. "I did it because... I wanted to." he admits. "Why did you let me?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 9:08 pm
"No, really? I thought you did it because you didn't want to." Ty quips, sarcastically, "If you don't want to tell me, that's one thing. But you can't expect me to tell you my reasons when you won't give me a straight answer is ridiculous. Get off my bed, I want to go to sleep."
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 9:10 pm
"I'm not moving." Syd replies, meeting Ty's eyes. "And I want to tell you why I did it, but I don't want you to hate me, orthink i'm a freak. I know you let me because you were already... ready."
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 9:11 pm
Suddenly, Tybalt doesn't want to talk about this anymore. He is tired, and starting to feel uncomfortable, "Fine, stay there. I'm stealing your bunk." And he goes up the ladder.
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